“Alright, folks, let’s get this party started!

If you’ve got gifts, send some gifts,

If you’ve got money, show your support,

If you’re broke, show your love,

Wave those free glow sticks!

And finally,

Let’s get a wave of 66666666!”

The old Daoist was shouting hoarsely, his voice almost gone, but his arms were still waving non-stop, waving forcefully. Sweat was already trickling from his forehead, and his clothes were almost half-soaked.

When he first came on stage, he had an air of otherworldly grace, every move carrying a semblance of immortal charm.

But now, he looked like an elderly rock and roll fanatic. He had just sung over a dozen songs in a row, all shouted at the top of his lungs, until he was hoarse and seemed about to cough up blood at any moment.

"Daoist, we're on your side, all on your side, stop singing!"

"Daoist, Mom asked me why I'm watching the live stream on my knees. I'm kneeling for you, Daoist, please stop singing!"

"Actually, it sounds pretty good."

"Upstairs +1!"

"Those who don't understand art, get out! The Daoist is using bel canto, combining the rhythm of classical music, and incorporating some ethnic style… Sorry, I can't make this up anymore."

"The Daoist hasn't done a live stream in almost half a year, probably encountered some difficulties and wants to vent."

"Victory Dawn sent a plane: Daoist, keep it up, keep singing, you're making me horny."

"Evil Loli Con sent a plane: Daoist, fighting, ooh-ing!"

"Damn, that guy is back again, kill him!"

"Catch him, beat him!"

The old Daoist gasped heavily, then looked at the comments and smiled, "Next, what kind of show do you all want to see?"

"Flying ghost money, do that trick again!"

"Upstairs +1!"

"Sword dance, boxing!"

"Rap!"

"Anything but singing…"

…………”

"Alright, then I'll sing another song for everyone!"

The old Daoist cleared his throat, apparently preparing to continue singing.

"…………" Water friend number 1.

"…………" Water friend number 2.

"…………" Water friend number 3.

The old Daoist directly selected a song.

It was Xiao Yiqing's "Funeral Song".

"Sleep, sleep,

Please don't wander anymore!

Sleep, sleep,

Forget all the sadness…"

"Do you think he's gone crazy?"

Tang Shi, standing next to Zhou Ze, suddenly spoke.

Zhou Ze shook his head and said calmly, "He's the one you've been waiting for. He's back today, so you're happy."

"Actually, he's just feeling unwell." As Tang Shi spoke, her expression gradually became cold, "Do you know, the old Daoist gave that monkey a name."

"Oh? What's it called?"

"Xiao Qiang."

Zhou Ze wouldn't be so tactless as to say that it sounded a lot like the name of a certain cockroach.

"Xiao Qiang was the old Daoist's former roommate. They met in Rong City."

"Where is he now?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Dead."

Zhou Ze pursed his lips.

"He died to help us escape."

At this point, Tang Shi paused and continued:

"So, this isn't just a celebration of his return.

Actually,

This is a revenge.

Today,

Isn't a day of celebration for an old friend's return,

It's a day of revenge,

Blood debt,

Blood repayment."

Tang Shi waved her finger, and the red ink on the bar immediately splashed out, circling around Tang Shi's wrist, like a blood-red bracelet, eerily dazzling.

"I can't understand." Zhou Ze shrugged, "Since you've already escaped, and someone sacrificed themselves for it, why does he want to go back on his own?"

"Before I answer this question, can I ask you one first?"

"Ask away."

"The last temple god, and the senior ghost messenger from Tongcheng who had problems a while ago, why couldn't they kill you?"

Zhou Ze didn't know how to answer.

He couldn't say that he wasn't really sure either. It was like getting drunk, sleeping, and waking up to see,

Oh,

The person who wanted to kill me,

Is dead.

Hahahaha,

That idiot just died like that,

But I don't remember anything,

Hahahaha!

Tang Shi helped him answer:

"Because, it's not just you,

Who will improve."

"So confident, then I really have to look forward to it."

Zhou Ze didn't want the little loli to come back safe and sound.

He wouldn't be fooled by the little loli's appearance. In fact, he knew that if the little loli came back safe and sound, and even completed the mission, then it would be her turn to settle the score with him.

The ID in his hand, the key to the gates of hell originally belonging to the little loli, might have to be handed over.

The death of that driver hadn't been solved yet, but at least it showed that the little loli wasn't a kind-hearted person.

What everyone wants is nothing more than profit. Living people are busy all day long for profit, and even after death, it's still the same.

Before Madam Bai completed her merits and prepared to go to hell, she specifically told him to dispose of her corpse, that is, Bai Yingying. She was worried that her body staying in the mortal world would do something uncontrollable, which would affect her in hell, so she told Zhou Ze to burn Bai Yingying with bamboo on the next Cold Clothes Festival.

In many myths and stories, the gods in the sky also have their own selfish motives and little calculations, so don't expect those ghost messengers to be wholeheartedly serving the country and the people.

Tang Shi turned her wrist, and the red ink spilled on the ground, creating a terrifying effect of bleeding, and under Tang Shi's deliberate control, it became extremely eerie and terrifying, with a dripping blood effect.

"There's one more thing, why didn't you go back?" Zhou Ze asked.

Revenge is just a fight,

You call people, I call people, make a place, and have a fight.

The little loli called a lot of ghost messengers, and also brought the Faceless Woman, but here, it seemed that only that guy was alone.

"I asked him if he needed me to go back. My injury is almost healed. He said no."

"Is he comforting and worried about you getting into danger again, or does he have enough confidence?"

Tang Shi smiled,

Smiling like a flower,

Zhou Ze had never seen Tang Shi like this before,

She bent over,

Holding her stomach,

Seeming to laugh so hard that her stomach hurt, and even crystal clear tears slowly dripped from the corners of her eyes,

Choking:

"He said, plane tickets aren't cheap, you know."

………………

Inside the underworld store,

Standing two rows of ghost messengers, when they were completely awake, the surroundings of the underworld store were immediately covered with frost, forming layers of ice crystals.

It was as if this was an ice room.

The majestic Yin energy seemed so thick that it was about to turn into water droplets and drip out, making people suffocate.

If a living person accidentally entered here, they would probably get seriously ill after returning.

Ghost messengers,

After all, they are also ghosts.

Liang Chuan frowned,

He was a little unhappy,

Because his house was dirtied. When the time comes, the frost will melt into water, which is a pity for the high-quality mahogany furniture in the store.

What's most uncomfortable is that,

The people who dirtied their home,

All came uninvited, not guests he actively invited.

"We've been looking for you for a long time."

The long-bearded man who was able to sit side by side with the little loli before stood up and walked over.

The situation has been determined,

This capture operation, which took a long time to mobilize ghost messengers from all over the place, is finally coming to an end.

Smugglers who ran back to the human world from hell without obtaining an identity are heretics who need to be killed, not to mention that this guy actually killed people in the Yang world, and without the identity of a judge, he acted as a judge.

Extremely arrogant,

Seeking your own death!

The Faceless Woman stood beside Liang Chuan, looking at him. She remembered that she almost caught him many times, preventing him from leaving hell, but each time he escaped.

This time,

She will no longer be the one who is unwilling and angry.

Liang Chuan's eyes scanned everyone, expressionless. Behind him, the white cat lazily swayed its tail, and even occasionally licked its paws to groom its fur.

"I can give you a choice."

The little loli took a step forward and stood in front of Liang Chuan.

"Let your soul leave your body obediently and let us take you directly back to hell. You originally escaped from there secretly. Now, going back is your right path."

The long-bearded man pondered and said, "If you force us to take action, you must be clear that you will definitely not be able to escape this time. If your soul returns, you will at most suffer some punishment and then enter the animal realm again, which is better than being completely annihilated."

"Oh."

Liang Chuan responded,

He knew,

This group of ghost messengers wanted to save effort and achieve a victory without a fight. It was already difficult for them to move around in the Yang world. Unless they were willing to choose a body to enter, it would mean a great risk and uncertainty, so they were very low-key in the Yang world and did not dare to take action too much.

Immediately afterwards, Liang Chuan looked at the Faceless Woman beside him and said:

"You caught her?"

The Faceless Woman raised her head, her hair scattered, and a woman's facial features began to emerge on her flat face. She was in pain, she was struggling, she was roaring, and she was also roaring.

She is dead,

Her soul was taken away by the Faceless Woman.

Liang Chuan licked his lips,

Slowly lowered his head,

"The second one."

They used the lives of their friends to force themselves to show up,

They,

Succeeded.

"Killing living people will damage our Yin virtues. We don't want to do it either. This is your own fault for not knowing what's good for you."

The little loli continued:

"If you had obeyed obediently and not resisted, they two would not have died. Also, we know you have a few other people you have a good relationship with."

"This is… another threat?"

Liang Chuan asked with his head lowered.

"I'm just stating a fact. We are ghost messengers, guardians of the order of the Yin and Yang worlds. You can't resist us."

"Hehe…………"

Liang Chuan slowly raised his head,

His eyes,

Red all over!

The little loli's heart suddenly shuddered, and she made a defensive posture to prevent the young man in front of her from suddenly attacking,

However,

Her body suddenly trembled,

A bone hand actually pierced through her soul body at this time, and she almost froze in place. Immediately afterwards, she turned her head in disbelief and looked behind her,

The long-bearded man,

His eyes were red,

His face showed struggle,

He was obviously being controlled!

But,

How is it possible!

In one fell swoop,

Directly control the most senior ghost messenger present!

Why is this happening,

Why is this happening?

Liang Chuan raised his head,

Opened his mouth,

Slightly tilted his neck,

His ten fingers began to move in the void in front of him, as if playing the piano:

"Shh,

This song,

Did you hear it?

This is,

The "Funeral Song" I played for you."